Leon stayed seated in his office long after Voren had left. The door had clicked shut, and the hallway outside had returned to its usual busy hum, but he couldn't stop staring at the empty chair across from him, still trying to wrap his head around everything he'd just heard.
Seraphine was getting married in a week. The realization still felt completely unreal.
Over the years, Leon had met countless women—beautiful, successful, and intelligent ones, but Seraphine had always stood apart.
She wasn't just talented; she was extraordinary. Strong enough to carry impossible burdens without letting anyone see the weight, compassionate enough to lose sleep helping strangers, and driven enough to become one of the best surgeons he'd ever worked with.
For a long time, he had convinced himself she simply needed time to heal, to trust, and to move on from whatever haunted her past. Now she was marrying someone else.
